Newfoundland At Armageddon

“It's the grand exit. Everyone is in formation. We begin the long march toward the trenches. Goodbye, Louvencourt. Will I ever come back to see you one day? Ah! Those beautiful French women… they came out to wave goodbye and blow kisses our way. We're knights at your service to keep the enemy at bay, Mesdemoiselles. I will see to it that not one of those Boches gets anywhere near you. I will see you again when we have gotten rid of every last one.”

William

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The night between June 30th and July 1st

“The bombing has been deafening for nearly an hour. I hope the Boches are suffering madly. With all that we're throwing at them, there shouldn't be even one German left standing. We can simply walk toward the German positions and let them surrender…. if they're not all already dead. Holy shit! What an explosion!”

William

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The deafening noise of explosions

“When do we go over the top? When was hour zero? Isn't it supposed to be our turn to go up the line? Why is no one moving? What's happening? I'm bloody shaking. My gut's telling me this is no bloody bon.”

William

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The First Attack – July 1, 1916